Your Character's Name: [Rio]
“Wassup pimp buddy? You going to be kickin it this Saturday? I gotta project for us!” Vic tells me while drinking straight out of a Vodka bottle.
Watching him slam down that shit makes me want to say “Fuck it! Let's go!” and join him. He and I go way back, we met at the correctional institute and ever since then we knew we wanted to be partners in crime. We had similar ambitions: get rich, never get tied up with a woman, and manage to have everything you need without working your ass off to get it.
After being released we noticed that jailing us only made us want to get better at our offenses. I read a ton of books in there, mostly law and philosophy, and I have to say after reading all of those law books combining that with my knowledge of the streets that now when it comes to doing something “illegal” that I know what I am getting myself into. So when Vic tells me that he has a project for me I already have an idea what he is referring to. Vic knows I will do anything to get some pay and that I don't bullshit him about getting my hands dirty.
“We need to take that guy out of the picture Rio, he is killing us out there!”
“It seems to be so. Don’t worry I got it bro, he won’t even know why he is getting his ass whooped!”
“Good looking”
Vic owns a bar that does well but in reality sells more drugs than alcohol and I personally help him sell the weed, cocaine, and black tar. This new guy in the block is stealing our customers and Vic is not the type to allow competition. I tell Vic to hit me up later this week for the project and leave him saying that I got some errands to run. Man this town is a dead end for me; I have to find a way out of here.
I head towards this bar just outside of New Bottsford. This place makes me sick to think that I wasted so much time in jail that I missed most of my little bro’s life before the bombing. I have to find the people responsible for his death. This bar is known to have many people looking for volunteers for missions so maybe I will get lucky.
Plenty of people here but most of them look in worse shape than I do. Even if they would offer me a generous amount I would refuse it because I have too much pride for that. I need something big, something that people are overlooking and that is not on demand. The less competition the better, I want to be one of the first to be involved and remain on top.
I look around once again and this time I had to do a double take when I notice this good looking girl at this shitty bar. I ask the bartender which is an old buddy of mine and Vic’s called Willkill back in the day but now just Will.
“Have you seen that girl before?”
“No. Why you planning on hooking up with her bro? You know I owe you for all those favors earlier so for today all the drinks you order are on the house.”
“Have you talked to her? Do you know why she is here? Are those other people her buddies or what?”
“Of course I talked to her. Her name is Claire and she asked me if I knew people who are willing to volunteer for a long mission. She came alone but it seems she is quick at recruiting.”
“Thanks Will. I have to check this out.”
I slowly start heading over to their table hoping I can hear what they are talking about before they spot me. However, she noticed me quickly as if she was eye ballin me the whole time because the moment I start walking she stopped talking. So what else can I do? I guess I have to confront her.
“The word is that you are recruiting volunteers to invest in a long mission. That true? Why here?”
“You are absolutely right. I need help for my mission and the reason why I chose here is pretty irrelevant don’t you think? I am sure you care more about the reward than where I recruit my team. Am I right?”
“Hahaha. Oh hell no! You crack me up girl. All right, so what do you have in mind? And Rio is my name by the way.”
“I have some technology that I am sure the Keepers of the Flame are very interested in.”
Keepers of the Flame? I like the direction they are going at but is this girl for real?. This can be a good opportunity to get close to them.
“I see. This seems like a good reason to leave this place. I am telling you if you stay here you are stuck here. So where is the rest of this team?”
“You are in luck Rio because I was looking for one more member and you seem to have enough charm to be part of it. The others are Bordeaux, Robert, and Ian. My name is Claire nice to meet you.”
I shake her hand and nodded. Bordeaux looked aggravated, Robert seemed like a good guy, but Ian was distracted. He pointed with eye contact to the people from a different table that were looking at us suspiciously. Could they hear us? And how much did they hear? We do not need other people to be informed about our task, word spreads pretty fast believe it or not and leaked information like that can lead to future ambushes.
“You worried about them too Ian? You guys should leave now and let me take care of it.”
They all look at each other wondering if I can pull this off but they all finally approve of me and leave quietly.
I go over to these guys who look like they just got rejected their services.
“Hows it going fellas? You guys look like a fun gang to celebrate with and definitely looks like you guys can handle your drinks. Hey Will can you get this table three pitchers of beer! Don’t worry guys it’s on me. I am getting married this weekend to this girl who is related to Will and he loves me so he’s cool with it.”
The guys seem to buy the act, I hope Claire and her entourage don’t leave me hanging here. I need this!
“Wassup pimp buddy? You going to be kickin it this Saturday? I gotta project for us!” Vic tells me while drinking straight out of a Vodka bottle.
Watching him slam down that shit makes me want to say “Fuck it! Let's go!” and join him. He and I go way back, we met at the correctional institute and ever since then we knew we wanted to be partners in crime. We had similar ambitions: get rich, never get tied up with a woman, and manage to have everything you need without working your ass off to get it.
After being released we noticed that jailing us only made us want to get better at our offenses. I read a ton of books in there, mostly law and philosophy, and I have to say after reading all of those law books combining that with my knowledge of the streets that now when it comes to doing something “illegal” that I know what I am getting myself into. So when Vic tells me that he has a project for me I already have an idea what he is referring to. Vic knows I will do anything to get some pay and that I don't bullshit him about getting my hands dirty.
“We need to take that guy out of the picture Rio, he is killing us out there!”
“It seems to be so. Don’t worry I got it bro, he won’t even know why he is getting his ass whooped!”
“Good looking”
Vic owns a bar that does well but in reality sells more drugs than alcohol and I personally help him sell the weed, cocaine, and black tar. This new guy in the block is stealing our customers and Vic is not the type to allow competition. I tell Vic to hit me up later this week for the project and leave him saying that I got some errands to run. Man this town is a dead end for me; I have to find a way out of here.
I head towards this bar just outside of New Bottsford. This place makes me sick to think that I wasted so much time in jail that I missed most of my little bro’s life before the bombing. I have to find the people responsible for his death. This bar is known to have many people looking for volunteers for missions so maybe I will get lucky.
Plenty of people here but most of them look in worse shape than I do. Even if they would offer me a generous amount I would refuse it because I have too much pride for that. I need something big, something that people are overlooking and that is not on demand. The less competition the better, I want to be one of the first to be involved and remain on top.
I look around once again and this time I had to do a double take when I notice this good looking girl at this shitty bar. I ask the bartender which is an old buddy of mine and Vic’s called Willkill back in the day but now just Will.
“Have you seen that girl before?”
“No. Why you planning on hooking up with her bro? You know I owe you for all those favors earlier so for today all the drinks you order are on the house.”
“Have you talked to her? Do you know why she is here? Are those other people her buddies or what?”
“Of course I talked to her. Her name is Claire and she asked me if I knew people who are willing to volunteer for a long mission. She came alone but it seems she is quick at recruiting.”
“Thanks Will. I have to check this out.”
I slowly start heading over to their table hoping I can hear what they are talking about before they spot me. However, she noticed me quickly as if she was eye ballin me the whole time because the moment I start walking she stopped talking. So what else can I do? I guess I have to confront her.
“The word is that you are recruiting volunteers to invest in a long mission. That true? Why here?”
“You are absolutely right. I need help for my mission and the reason why I chose here is pretty irrelevant don’t you think? I am sure you care more about the reward than where I recruit my team. Am I right?”
“Hahaha. Oh hell no! You crack me up girl. All right, so what do you have in mind? And Rio is my name by the way.”
“I have some technology that I am sure the Keepers of the Flame are very interested in.”
Keepers of the Flame? I like the direction they are going at but is this girl for real?. This can be a good opportunity to get close to them.
“I see. This seems like a good reason to leave this place. I am telling you if you stay here you are stuck here. So where is the rest of this team?”
“You are in luck Rio because I was looking for one more member and you seem to have enough charm to be part of it. The others are Bordeaux, Robert, and Ian. My name is Claire nice to meet you.”
I shake her hand and nodded. Bordeaux looked aggravated, Robert seemed like a good guy, but Ian was distracted. He pointed with eye contact to the people from a different table that were looking at us suspiciously. Could they hear us? And how much did they hear? We do not need other people to be informed about our task, word spreads pretty fast believe it or not and leaked information like that can lead to future ambushes.
“You worried about them too Ian? You guys should leave now and let me take care of it.”
They all look at each other wondering if I can pull this off but they all finally approve of me and leave quietly.
I go over to these guys who look like they just got rejected their services.
“Hows it going fellas? You guys look like a fun gang to celebrate with and definitely looks like you guys can handle your drinks. Hey Will can you get this table three pitchers of beer! Don’t worry guys it’s on me. I am getting married this weekend to this girl who is related to Will and he loves me so he’s cool with it.”
The guys seem to buy the act, I hope Claire and her entourage don’t leave me hanging here. I need this!